parties, spring, school

That look pretty much typifies my mood lately. I don't know why. Maybe it's because we had two birthday parties in less than 24 hours. And both were at jumping places. But there was a time when Luke cried for the entirety of every birthday party he attended. And it wasn't that long ago. So I really shouldn't complain. And it's really great that he boldly tries all the inflatables these days, even if he needs help sometimes. That's a huge advancement. But if possible he wants both me and Lamar to go to every party with him. Lamar for help in the obstacles and me for moral support I guess. So we all three traipse to each party. I'm sure all his classmates' parents must think we're crazy over-protective. Or that we don't get out much.



At least I got this cute pic of Luke and his little friend Kate. This party's theme was Despicable Me, thus the glasses (I guess like the little yellow creatures in the movie. I think they wear glasses.)


Yesterday was a pretty gorgeous day and we had some fun outside, trying out some great toys from the party goodie bags. Seriously. The Pump It Up "thunder sticks" were super fun (inflatable sticks great for hitting things and people) We chased each other around the yard with them forever. And then Luke stepped on one and it popped. Oh well, fun while it lasted.


Short sleeves in February. I think Punxsutaney Phil may have been right about this early spring.

Lamar raked some leaves that fell in, oh, November maybe. And Luke was the trash compactor.

Luke had a friend over to play the other day and they had a splendid time playing Wii. When I took his friend home, I asked him if he knew his house number. (I'd been there once and thought I'd remember which house but I'd forgotten to look it up before we left to confirm.) The friend responded that he didn't know. I rephrased, asking if he knew his address, but he didn't. Luke, who had been to to his house once, said, "I know. It's 3-3-0." He was right.

On Thursday afternoon I spent a few hours in Luke's classroom, taking down artwork and of course listening in on the activities of the day. Mrs. W asked a question about a book they'd read earlier. Luke raised his hand and answered correctly. Last week, for some reason, I was kind of mentally stuck on the challenges that remain, and feeling a tad frustrated. But I chose to savor that moment, because my boy participating in class with no aids or assistance, is pretty amazing.